quilt traps
my leaden legs
every morning
cell phone alarm signals
time for release
breathe, just breathe
roll
to my diversion
look over at him
and smile
drink down
my new tea mug
half empty or is it
half full
difference lies in the next
bitter pain med
sliding down my throat
sweet deliverance
for a few hours a pop
please tell me
price paid in full
for still being around
Stream of Consciousness Ramblings
Created: 2009-01-09 11:25:00 AM
In November of 2008 I was in a bad car accident with my daughter that left me with multiple hip fractures and dealing with pain, medication and rehabilitation for a few months after. Even after I was released to go home in late December 2008, I was dependent upon help from my fiancé . I slept in a hospital bed, had an appliance that went into my body called a pelvic fixator and open wounds that needed tending and a ***** . Wheelchair bound for a more weeks with nurse visits and forced to stay inside with a steady diet of Percocets that kept my pain levels down . I was nearly fully healed a few more months later .This was the one poem I wrote on a blog under medication on MySpace .They had taken off the blogs about 5 years ago and MySpace was finally able to send me my old blogs just recently .I had not made a back up of the poem, so it was lost to me for several years .I remember writing this with a foggy brain .